So Beyond Real

This would be a really good artsyle for horror!

idk whats with my style

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For you because you are reading this and therefore acknowledging my existence ♥️ happy cheese eating

Imagine going on a walk on a really foggy day, enjoying the vaguely eerie, faint and distant aesthetic of it all, and the soft quiet of having no other people around. You're about to cross a familiar bridge when you suddenly feel lightheaded. It's nothing to worry about, just a weirdly wobbly feeling that means you should sit down. And probably get more iron in your diet. Either way, you need to get up and you need to cross this bridge to get home. But now being alone has put this weird fear in you - irrational or not - that if you walk over the bridge, you might get dizzy again and fall from it.

Weird and lonely problems require weird and lonely solutions. Since you're all alone here anyhow, you can act strange if you need to. So you get down on all fours - not on your hands and knees, but on the balls of your feet, like a dog. And like this, you start to slowly creep over the bridge. Nice and slow, happy about your solution that made it feel safe to cross and get home. You can be weird if you want to, nobody's judging here.

You're creeping at a comfortable speed, very slowly, but the bridge isn't that long. You can kind of make out the outlines of things on the other side through the mist. The end of the bridge, a familiar tree, a streetlamp, the silhouette of a bush and-

A person. A human figure. You freeze mid-step to stare. That is the most definitely the outline of a person, standing perfectly still. Staring right at you. You don't know how long this moment lingers, but eventually you can't hold your balance anymore and you have to step forward, placing your open palm back on the cold damp bridge. The figure turns, and takes off running. Bolting off in a very normal, startled way that anyone would when they're spooked.

It occurs to you that you only saw the vague outline of an unexpected person, an obscure figure standing in the fog. They, however, saw the vague outline of you, something perhaps vaguely human-shaped, but moving in a way that people simply do not, slowly, very slowly, creeping over a bridge.

Assuming that nobody would see you, you accidentally became someone's unexplained Silent Hill experience.

i should start doing this

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I used to staged fist fights with my friends in 711. We would actually punch each other and then end the fight by making out.

People were always really confused and shocked.

The employees didn't really care we were fighting and would laugh.

Years later some guy started a fight with me at a show and once we were grappling on the floor I instinctively started making out with him.

He immediately got up and left the show. Technically I have won every fight I've ever been in 💪

losing my mind over this a little bit. new type of guy.

havent posted here in a while

Kendrick and Drake the Love Story (High school and omegaverse au)

Drake: Kendi w-we can’t. Drake: We’re supposed t-to to be opps *Drake whimpers a tear falling out of his eyes* *Kendrick wipes away his tear like the alpha he is* Kendrick: Drake pookie, we don’t need their validation. All we need is our love Kendrick: You are my omega my perfect omega. *Kendrick says kissing Drake’s head* *Drake pushes him away* Drake: S-stop! You keep calling me an omega! Is that all I am to you?! *drakes cries out* *kendrick was too stunned to speak* *Drake storms out of Kendrick’s house crying*

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Well I find better.

your email has found me on the fucking brink

well you heard him, whis